A further step takes me to the ship I worked on, with fun on every hand

And back to the years in Rhodesia, then a green and pleasant land.

Now back to the bustle of London, where I first spread my wings,

Then to my college in Brighton, and 'firsts' for so many things.

From thence to a beautiful village, full of historic charms

Then a further step into Wartime, with all its many alarms.

I'm very nearly home now, I'm at school, by the sea;

Back to the much-loved cousins and the joys of family.

Then back, back, back to the cradle, with a sister, now long gone,

Yes, I'm back in Margate. What a lot to look back upon!

*

Walking backwards is pleasant; taking stock of each used-up year.

But I know where I'm happiest.....

It's here,

Right here.

*

-------------------------------------------------------------

PS

Malcolm and I had a lovely day out with Max and Harry, our two young grandsons yesterday. We had a ride on the ferry over to Stockton and we enjoyed a lovely pizza lunch over there before ferrying home again. Summer suddenly arrived with a temperature of 31 degrees. October heat always exhausts me; I get used to summer as time goes on. But a lovely breeze was blowing off the river so it wasn't too bad.I was pleased with some of the photos I took of the two boys.

To a certain point I agree with you on the ten-comment-rule, because I, too, have so much else to do. However, if we did not have this rule, I believe that hardly anyone would receive any comments at all. I am with Gattina - I open up about 10 posts, comment on those I really find interesting, skim the other and then return comments on my blog - I think that is fair.Like your post, too :)

Copyright

COPYRIGHT

All works on this website and shared with other sites are copyrighted to Brenda Bryant. For permission to reproduce any part of the content, please contact the writer.

About Me

Born in England in 1931. Evacuated in World War 2. Trained as a teacher at Brighton Training College, Sussex. Taught in London. Moved to Zimbabwe. Seven years later worked on a mail ship. Married Malcolm in Capetown. Two children, Rebecca and Greg. Moved to Australia in 1974. After retirement worked for a publisher. Three grandsons, Blake, Harry and Max. Disabled by stroke in 2013. Now in wheelchair with husband as carer..